A month or two ago, I got an email that I wrote myself years ago. For a brief moment, I relived what it was like to be 18 and absolutely sick with unrequited love. It's seems odd, even now, to think that I've wanted to be with Boyfriend for so long and that we've been together now for over a year. That seems crazy. Time certainly flies.
And I'm as in love with him now as I ever was.
I think we're more real with each other than we ever could have been in the past. I feel like we've grown up together and I'm really getting to know him more every day. I feel like he's really getting to know me.
It's amazing. I don't want that to ever stop. I know that we can't have that new love, crazy-all-the-time feeling forever and all the time, but I think that that doesn't matter. Neither of us knows exactly what our life will look like in ten years, but we both agree that wherever we are, we'll be there together.
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